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Saturday, February 6, 2010

On Friday night armed with nothing more than my tools from the junk drawer and a Mic Ultra Lite I proceeded into battle (er, assembly) of the bed in JuneBug's room. I went in prepared and had read the reviews.. most loved the bed but many had the same two complaints:

1) Missing Parts..(Nope.. I'm good!)

2) Holes drilled too small so that bolts, screws, etc don't fit making the job take three times longer and beyond frustrating..BINGO!

My friends, I don't have a cordless drill. DH obviously does but I have no (zero, zip, zilch) desire to go rummaging through his manly garage/barn looking for it. Believe me when I say this is NOT a complaint. If it is taken as such I know darn well that I'll end up with a set for my birthday and really, I'm not down for that... so SHHHH!

Anyway..

Me and my handy dandy Phillips head screwdriver went to town on a gazillion screws and bolts.. that didn't fit.. I used a flat head screwdriver to carve out the metal. Did I mention the gazillion screws and bolts? Ya, my hands were throbbing. At hour number three I was only this far:

I cannot tell a lie and must admit I had a few choice words for Belle and friends by then...

That all being said, it was well worth the hair-greying frustration and inoperative hands because it's all for JuneBug::o)

I feel your pain. I assembled some shelving the other day and had to go to the hardware store to buy a mallet. My lovely neighbors who own the hardware store asked if I was going to beat my hubby with it....hmmmm......

Awesome!I advise you go to the next step, which is to jump on the bed. A lot. Like you're a kid again. Go ahead and find out right now what part of the bed will break first. Get it fixed and over with. Not that I know anything about little girls. And beds.

OMG! How much does she love it?! And why, oh why must those things be so difficult to assemble?! Hubby and I felt ahead of the curve this past year when we started assembling Christmas the day before Christmas Eve - just in case.

An ongoing tale of our most excellent (and terrifying) adventure yet.. adoption via foster care. This is a journey Darling Husband and I started with Nantie ("Nanny-Auntie" - a blessing from above) in 2007. Although she moved in 2010, we miss her dearly and so appreciate all she did while here.

We also have a herd of rescued canines, fear the Lord and laugh a lot.

August, 2011: Seven amazing placements and a week after we were told LittleBuddy and SweetPea were available for us to adopt, my husband passed away unexpectedly. April, 2012: I had the honor of adopting my darling 7 year old son (Little Buddy) and 3 1/2 year old sister (SweetPea). I awoke the following day a 40something, widowed single mommy... and couldn't of been happier.

In 1999, a year after my own mother passed away I found out I, myself, was an adopted county baby. Life has some ironic twists but we all seem to comeFull Circle